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Within one of the many rooms on the second floor of Tinker Toy Shop, movement was stirring. A young man with long black hair sat up in his bed. Rubbing his completely white eyes and glancing around the room he seemed to search for something. The room was only lit by a single copper lantern that rested on a side table near a large arm chair. White eyes landed on that chair, and it's occupant.

She was a little smaller then him. Her hair a firery red and her outfit equally so. Her framed eyes wandered the pages of a decaying old book. Her frail looking fingers flipping through each page delicately and dedicatedly. He slid silently out of his bed and slid on the white button up shirt that hung on the side table. Rolling his neck to loosen the muscles he practically slithered over to behind the arm chair and wrapped his arms around the girl. "Eve dear, why haven't you left the room yet? How long have you been awake?" His voice was liquid darkness. Smooth with a baratone tune to it.

Eve finished her page and then turned her rather large eyes to the dark man. They were green, but her left eye was just slightly off colored from her right one. It was hardly noticable unless you stared into her eyes. She reached up to touch his cold hands and leaned her head back. "I wanted to wait for you." Her voice a hypnotic lullaby sound that seemed to pull. Almost pleading for attention. "I hate leaving you alone Hallow." She explained and nuzzled his hand fondly. The action pulled a sharp toothed smile from Hallow.

Taking a few minutes to get ready for the day, it was about ten minutes later when the door open. The two of them left the darkness and closed the door behind them. Hallow stood at six feet tall, where Eve was about five foot eight. It wasn't much of a height difference. But, there were plenty of other differences abou the two. Where one was monocrome the other was brilliantly bright colored. And though they looked different the truth was, they were siblings. At least what they considered siblings.

The odd pair had once been a novelty music box. A gruesome pair dancing to a macabre tune. When the music had stopped forever, the box was thrown out. It's dancing dolls forgotten in a mesh of trash. Like everyone here Tick repaired them. Though later Eve had argued that they weren't toys. Tick's answer was, "You're dolls in a box." And that was all. Eve learned quickly that questioning Tick was like asking a brick why it was a brick. You got no where, very fast.

The two of them, were quiet by nature. Elegant, well mannered, simplistic, and very intelligent. They interacted with many of the other's, though Hallow had an affinity with Muuyo. The two of them shared the slightly grotesque appearance that kept many away from them. Eve spoke rarely and clung to her brother often. She was apprehensive at the best of times, unless you begun speaking about poetry or books. Then she would gladly listen or recite you a tantalizing verse. Her sultry voice was intoxicating normally, but when she was reading it became a black hole devouring the attention of any around her. At least, that's what Hallow would say.

Once in the halls they were met by the aroma of food cooking. Hallow's stomach protested against the smell. He hadn't eaten in awhile and it was apparent. Eve silently giggled before nodding. They made their way towards the kitchen, but on their way they came up to Muse. Who too was wondering the halls. Hallow bowed deeply to the ember eyed man. "A grand morning to you, Muse." Eve bowed her head in response as well and spoke in little above a whisper. "Good morning." Her off eyes flickered over the chess piece in a curious manner. She was taking him apart with her eyes, learning constantly.

The odd young man noticed them and spoke up. The only thing that was really odd about him was his speech patterns. Though of course Eve found the poetic pattern predictively pleasing. She had a thing for poetry after all and hearing it was just as pleasing as reading it. Hallow enjoyed it merely because it sounded so formal and propper. Well that and the fact it made his sister smile so brightly in the presence of another. Not an easy feat at all.

"All in the golden afternoon isurely we glide:For both our oars, with little skill, by little arms are plied, While little hands make vain pretence, our wanderings to guide." She recited in response with hypnotic tones and stirring in her voice. Time seemed to slow and the room grew a small warmth. Hollow merely smiled warmly and nodded his head lightly. "True, it's afternoon now instead of morning." It seemed her brother understood that while she was returning the greeting she was also correcting Muse about the time. Hollow was well and good at understanding her meanings by now. Though even he found her voice irresistable to listen to.

Eve chuckled warmly and nodded once. Her arm snaking around her brothers as she leaned her head against his shoulder. His completely white eyes made it a little hard to know exactly where he was looking. Yet there was a weight to his gaze at the same time. Giving the vague impression that he was looking towards Muse more then his sister. "I hope you slept well. Do you have any plans for this evening?" Hollow asked with a light tilt of his head. Most of the toys had hobbies and such, or they helped out at the store.

Even liked to read most of the day. Hollow gave music lessons to the toys that wished to learn. Though if no one wanted a class that day he could be found in the library that took place of a bedroom for them, with his sister. Though Hollow enjoyed going for walks in the day time, he wasn't allowed to do so as much as he'd like. His appearances made it a little difficult. Yet Eve seemed to always talk Tick into letting them and some of the other toys go out together. Buddy system and all.

Where Hollow had a thoughtful smile to the young man's words; Eve was brimming with quiet wonder. She seemed to only take a moment to contemplate her response to his words. Understanding them was simple, however to find the propper response was cruel fate for one such as her. It was difficult to find the suited verse and risk a jealous line. She sighed within her mind as words fluttered back and forth with furied frenzy. Hollow in that time came to his conclusion and nodded his head. "I see. That is most unfortunate. It seems that here one either sleeps near to not, or prefers to rarely wake." That seemed to be the deciding factor for Eve.

"Saying that now you are not as you were. When you had changed from the one who was all to me, But as at first, when our day was fair." She looked from her brother to Muse and then nodded lightly. "As one may row amongst the clouds, with tooth and nail to fight the crowds. Of creature, beast, and fairies feast. 'Tis truly galant the eastern sun. That pulls and frees the little'uns."

As he beckoned to them Eve's smile softened to hardly a smile. She spoke with cool precision. "O contemplate the heavens! Whenas the vein-drawn day dies pale, In every season, every place, gaze through their every veil? With love that has not speech for need! Beneath their solemn beauty is a mystery infinite: If winter hue them like a pall, or if the summer night Fantasy them starre brede." Then she looked at Hollow who seemed to grin with Cheshire intent. He had come up with an idea and cleared his throat ever so slightly. Then with a wave of his hand in the direction of the kitchen he too recited a poem. Though not as lovely or refined, it's humor was delicately defined. "Beautiful Soup! Who cares for fish, Game, or any other dish? Who would not give all else for two. Pennyworth only of Beautiful Soup?"

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